A little later, the car quietly drove along the winding mountain road to the top of the mountain.
The car stopped by the roadside, and after Yeh Huang turned off the engine, he didn't get out of the car immediately but sat quietly.
The starry sky tonight was exceptionally beautiful, the deep night sky filled with twinkling stars. Yeh Huang turned on the car's music system, and a soft melody resonated inside.
Long Linger rolled down the window, letting a gentle breeze blow in, carrying with it subtle and delicate fragrances that made one feel refreshed and at ease.
Yeh Huang took out two small bottles of cocktail from the car's cabinet, opened them, and handed one to Long Linger.
Life goes on, yet the two of them have been as busy as scale weights, not having had such moments to stargaze, listen to music, and quietly enjoy the breeze for a long time.
